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Bowling Green State University
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| Series: |
New York Weekly
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v. 16 no. 22
— page 3 |
| Subject / Tag: |
Poem |
| Part of: |
New York Weekly, v. XVI, no. 22, April 25, 1861 (Issue) |
| Author: |
Childs, J. Ward
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| Date: |
April 25, 1861 |
| First Sentence: |
I was sitting by my office fire one cold, blustering afternoon, in the early part of winter, vainly endeavoring to draw from my imagination suitable material for a story for the - Magazine, when there come a loud rap at my door, and the next moment in stepped a tall, fine-looking gentleman, whose prepossessing countenance was not altogether unfamiliar, although I was unable either to call him by name, or call to mind when and where I had seen him. |
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